Street Poetry from the mind of Lawrence Alvarez.
Poetry from the street as seen by Lawrence Alvarez an OG from the streets
16 What do you call a bee with poison ivy a bee – itch What do you call a prostitute snitch ? A ho – tell Why did the chicken cross the road ? Because the road was just being rude and, the chicken had had enough.. What do you call a Hispanic slob ? […]
Read More Street Poetry7 Street poetry , from the mind of Lawrence Alvarez , this one’s called Trust – Some people are just too optimistic , I try to remain very simplistic , what I see , is what there be , there is no faith in me , I don’t fathom a hell or a heaven , […]
Read More Trust41 this is Street poetry and I call this one my history lesson my history is no mystery if you’re so inclined my past here at last is put on full blast whatever I’ve done or I’m going to do is an open book that I will show you but if he who so desires […]
Read More My history lesson33 Street Poetry I call this one My best friend who could it be that’s always with me through thick and thin we lose or we win he don’t give a damn bout who I am my buddy and pal the one I confide in he dont stray or, stay far away can always be […]
Read More My Best friend19 this is Street poetry and this one is called homeless – when there’s nothing in front it leaves nothing behind when there’s nothing to see it leaves nothing to find like being in space with no up or down with no direction to be found wandering aimlessly without a sound nowhere to go nowhere […]
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Street Poetry from the mind of Lawrence Alvarez. 